Yama Rising Chapter 11: : Relics of Meng Po (recommendation for new book period)

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Plop...The talisman ball shook several times and rolled down to Qin Ye's side. And with this instant kill in just three seconds, Qin Ye rose up and soared infinite Yin Qi into the sky of the underground palace, five seconds later, he once again returned to the appearance of wearing a ghost costume.

"This is the strength of the Six-Party Ghost King?" He stared at his hands in amazement. Just a few seconds ago, he still felt that A Luo Sha Suo was an invincible existence. After a few seconds, he personally used these hands to end the opponent?

The difference in strength was too big, so big that the whole battle was too big for Baiju, and he didn't even react and it was over.

This... is the rhythm of catching Pikachu with the master ball... It's too easy...

Bending down and picking up the talisman paper ball on the ground, just after picking it up, a spiteful voice came over: "Boy...Even the upper body of the Six-Party Ghost King, your meager strength can't surpass me at all! I...and you Let’s talk about a deal. If you let me go, today’s things will not happen."

"Haha." After Qin Ye replied to the other party with two classic monosyllable words, he did not hesitate to put the other party into his pocket.

It’s impossible to put it here, what if the other party comes back to life? Are you afraid of being in the sun every day? Only a thousand days are a thief, how can there be a thousand days to guard against thieves?

Although it is dangerous to bring it back, at least you can know what happened to it the first time.

To put it plainly.

Fear of death.

Any existence that prevents Ben Shao from living is a heresy!

Without the troubles of Aluo Sasa, the black butterflies that had been dispersed once again condensed, forming a black whirlwind, leading him directly to the sun.

………………………………………………

A few hours later, two people on the table like stone carvings, Po Meng's body suddenly turned into fly ash, silently annihilating the air, leaving only the oil lamp over the table. Immediately afterwards, Qin Ye trembled suddenly and opened his eyes. Gasping for breath.

"He...ha..." As if the drowning man just woke up, he immediately touched his chest, his heart beating steadily in his chest. The limbs were cold. A feeling of being a human being reborn spontaneously.

It looks like...I can't go to that kind of place anymore, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to walk through the long bone bridge...

"Heh-oh!!" This is the outskirts of the county, and I don't know which chicken starts to crow. The rooster reported that the world was white, and a touch of golden sunlight slowly poured in from the glass windows, covering the earth with a layer of warm gold.

Feeling his body slowly warming up, he did not move, but lightly pressed his temples to think deeply.

Changed.

Everything has changed.

He has changed, and the world is about to change. Some past doubts have been answered. Why does the school have such an announcement? Why are supernatural posts everywhere now? But it is replaced by a lost path. He must sort out his thoughts and allow himself to find a place in this turbulent sun.

"First of all, I must not be exposed." He poured a cup of herbal tea and murmured to himself: "The evil spirits of the underworld hide in the sun. This is the criminal. What is the most feared by criminals?" /

The answer is self-evident.

Legal.

He looked at the roof desperately: "And I, the representative of the law, the incarnation of justice-once discovered the representative of the Yin Judicial person who is destined to die... And, the biggest reliance, the six-party ghost king map has been used In exchange for a useless pokeball! I dare not lose it!"

No matter what you think, I can’t stand it three hundred and sixty degrees...

My dream of living alive, without a little defense, without the slightest worries, was so smashed in front of me.

It’s a head-on. This is... I haven’t touched it endlessly...

"Maybe...I don't care about it?"

"Mengpo has gone, and the three-day life period has been cancelled. If I don't care... can I continue to go on?"

"Idiot." A Luo Sha Suo's cold voice echoed in his ears: "Even Po Meng can't predetermine someone's Yangshou. The Book of Life and Death is one of the three most innate treasures in the Underworld, and it records the lifespan of all creatures in Yang. Even if it is shattered by the waves of Ksitigarbha becoming a Buddha, death may be late, but it will never be absent."

"...Your sentence is so connotative."

Aluo Sha Suo gritted his teeth and said: "Your lifespan is only three days away. The collapse of the yin and yang is the biggest blow to you, the yin and yang. The yin and the world represent yang. You are in the middle of the yin and yang. Once one party is out of balance, even if your name does not exist in the book of life and death, you will never survive."

She paused and tried her best to calm her voice: "Little devil, our deal is still valid. If you let me go, I will tell you how to avoid death, and even... I can help you find the fragments of Yan Luo Yin, With the fragmented self-defense of the innate treasure of the underworld, you can live forever..."

Before speaking, the spirit that floated out automatically... the paper ball was thrown under the bed by Qin Ye.

"Dare to gnash your teeth when I ask someone else? Look at the description of you by the idiot author. The micro expression is too bad." Qin Ye thought for a while, found a book of "Actors' Self-cultivation" and threw it under the bed: "No thanks ."

The curse words gushing out from under the bed have fallen on deaf ears.

Looking at the watch, it is five ten ten.

In a day, there are two magic moments. At five o'clock in the morning, six o'clock in the evening, when the yin and yang are divided, people with heavy yin qi, or with special techniques, can see some unclean things at this moment.

He frowned slightly, the sun had come, and there was no way to call out Wang Zemin's soul, and he didn't know how to call it.

For three days, he didn't think that A Luo Sha Suo was joking.

In three days, the fragment of Yan Luo Yin must be found!

Otherwise, don't say anything, just go to GAMEOVER.

Sighed, walked helplessly to the bed, opened the pillow, and underneath was a yellowed book. The paper looked quite old.

"This is what the old woman left behind?" Qin Ye was very dissatisfied. In his own situation, it is obvious that a Tathagata palm with a wonderful skeleton is much more useful.

Turn on the first page "Little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."

Qin Ye turned to the next page blankly.

No... I said, did you figure out the situation? What kind of a positive force, you still hurt me?

What I want is exercises! Secret treasure! Take the grandpa and the beast with you!

Who cares where you died?

The second page "I guess you will not read the first page coldly, so the old man writes again: little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."

Turn over the third page with a blank face.

Page three "There are only three things. This is the last time for the old man. I am still attached to this world and the position where the old man has worked for thousands of years. Little guy, when you see this page, it means you I already know everything, and I..."

Slap!

Qin Ye closed the book, took a few deep breaths, and opened the fourth page blankly for the third time.

Finally Nima has come to the topic!

Is it interesting to copy and paste from unscrupulous authors?

His look became serious, as the old saying goes well: Knowledge is power. And these things are the foundation for his new rookie to survive.

Even... he secretly looked forward to the chance to escape the three-day curse of death, and it might be hidden here!

There is no nonsense on the fourth page, and it is directly written in a few large characters "Difu Yinchai and Bafang Ghost Classification."

"All civil servants in the prefectural government are called yin chai. The lowest level is the ghost cha, who is in charge of village-level affairs. The slightly higher one is called Juhun, who is in charge of county-level affairs. This is a low-level shame. "

"There are two levels of moderate differences: the ‘Impermanence’ who is in charge of municipal affairs, the ‘Judge’ who is in charge of provincial affairs, and the municipality’s affairs."

"There are also two levels of high-level eccentricity: ‘Fujun.’ who is in charge of district-level affairs and ‘Yan Luo.’ who is in charge of national affairs."

"When Yama has been in office for more than five hundred years, he can be elected as Yama King by a referendum in the underworld. In the underworld, there are 1.2 million ghosts and 240,000 souls. Impermanence 35,000 The judge is one thousand and two hundred. Ninety rulers. Ten Yamas are also called Yamas of Ten Temples. Those below the ghost difference level are not counted, about ten million."

"There are also six ghost kings, Zhao Yun, Yingbo, Yang Gong, Fan Kuai, Ran Min, Bai Qi, who are not easy forever. They are special inspectors who travel around China. Once a high-level evil spirit is found, they have the right to execute them. "

"Never, any inequality must not interfere with the affairs of the yang. Once discovered, they must be punished by the heavens. Although the underworld is destroyed, the heavens still exist! Remember."

Qin Ye's hand paused.

Seeing this, I finally understand the general system of the underworld. At the same time, I also realized more clearly how terrifying Aluo Shasu who turned a blind eye to her performance.

Governor, this is...

One of the 1,200 judges in the entire underworld, there is only one thousand and two hundred for the billions of Yin Ling!

Now, the governor is under his bed...

No, once you find an opportunity, you must end this confidant concern.

He went on looking.

"The ghosts of the underworld are temporarily divided into six levels from S to E according to the habits of the sun. The lowest five-year newborn ghosts are E level, the fifty-year ghosts are D level, and the century-old ghosts are C level. Three-hundred-year ghosts are grade B, and five-hundred-year ghosts are grade A. Thousand-year ghost kings are grade S. Once discovered...with your strength, Grade D must leave immediately."

"When these ghosts are subdued, they will become soul-sealing balls..."

Qin Ye's eyes flashed suddenly.

Seal ball...is it the official name of Elf Ball?

He read word by word, "The soul-sealing ball cannot be opened by anyone except the sealer. It is sent to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to be collectively incinerated by Lord Fujun every 100 years..."

At this moment, something flashed through his mind, trying to catch but not catching it. Fleeting.

Frowning for a long time, but puzzled.

Shaking his head, he continued to watch. It is strange that as long as the words read in this book, they seem to be imprinted in his mind. After turning a few pages, his hand stopped again.

"A person who does not live or die."

Chapter 11: The Relics of Po Meng

Plop...The talisman ball shook several times and rolled down to Qin Ye's side. And with this instant kill in just three seconds, Qin Ye rose up and soared infinite Yin Qi into the sky of the underground palace, five seconds later, he once again returned to the appearance of wearing a ghost costume.

"This is the strength of the Six-Party Ghost King?" He stared at his hands in amazement. Just a few seconds ago, he still felt that A Luo Sha Suo was an invincible existence. After a few seconds, he personally used these hands to end the opponent?

The difference in strength was too big, so big that the whole battle was too big for Baiju, and he didn't even react and it was over.

This... is the rhythm of catching Pikachu with the master ball... It's too easy...

Bending down and picking up the talisman paper ball on the ground, just after picking it up, a spiteful voice came over: "Boy...Even the upper body of the Six-Party Ghost King, your meager strength can't surpass me at all! I...and you Let’s talk about a deal. If you let me go, today’s things will not happen."

"Haha." After Qin Ye replied to the other party with two classic monosyllable words, he did not hesitate to put the other party into his pocket.

It’s impossible to put it here, what if the other party comes back to life? Are you afraid of being in the sun every day? Only a thousand days are a thief, how can there be a thousand days to guard against thieves?

Although it is dangerous to bring it back, at least you can know what happened to it the first time.

To put it plainly.

Fear of death.

Any existence that prevents Ben Shao from living is a heresy!

Without the troubles of Aluo Sasa, the black butterflies that had been dispersed once again condensed, forming a black whirlwind, leading him directly to the sun.

………………………………………………

A few hours later, two people on the table like stone carvings, Po Meng's body suddenly turned into fly ash, silently annihilating the air, leaving only the oil lamp over the table. Immediately afterwards, Qin Ye trembled suddenly and opened his eyes. Gasping for breath.

"He...ha..." As if the drowning man just woke up, he immediately touched his chest, his heart beating steadily in his chest. The limbs were cold. A feeling of being a human being reborn spontaneously.

It looks like...I can't go to that kind of place anymore, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to walk through the long bone bridge...

"Heh-oh!!" This is the outskirts of the county, and I don't know which chicken starts to crow. The rooster reported that the world was white, and a touch of golden sunlight slowly poured in from the glass windows, covering the earth with a layer of warm gold.

Feeling his body slowly warming up, he did not move, but lightly pressed his temples to think deeply.

Changed.

Everything has changed.

He has changed, and the world is about to change. Some past doubts have been answered. Why does the school have such an announcement? Why are supernatural posts everywhere now? But it is replaced by a lost path. He must sort out his thoughts and allow himself to find a place in this turbulent sun.

"First of all, I must not be exposed." He poured a cup of herbal tea and murmured to himself: "The evil spirits of the underworld hide in the sun. This is the criminal. What is the most feared by criminals?" /

The answer is self-evident.

Legal.

He looked at the roof desperately: "And I, the representative of the law, the incarnation of justice-once discovered the representative of the Yin Judicial person who is destined to die... And, the biggest reliance, the six-party ghost king map has been used In exchange for a useless pokeball! I dare not lose it!"

No matter what you think, I can’t stand it three hundred and sixty degrees...

My dream of living alive, without a little defense, without the slightest worries, was so smashed in front of me.

It’s a head-on. This is... I haven’t touched it endlessly...

"Maybe...I don't care about it?"

"Mengpo has gone, and the three-day life period has been cancelled. If I don't care... can I continue to go on?"

"Idiot." A Luo Sha Suo's cold voice echoed in his ears: "Even Po Meng can't predetermine someone's Yangshou. The Book of Life and Death is one of the three most innate treasures in the Underworld, and it records the lifespan of all creatures in Yang. Even if it is shattered by the waves of Ksitigarbha becoming a Buddha, death may be late, but it will never be absent."

"...Your sentence is so connotative."

Aluo Sha Suo gritted his teeth and said: "Your lifespan is only three days away. The collapse of the yin and yang is the biggest blow to you, the yin and yang. The yin and the world represent yang. You are in the middle of the yin and yang. Once one party is out of balance, even if your name does not exist in the book of life and death, you will never survive."

She paused and tried her best to calm her voice: "Little devil, our deal is still valid. If you let me go, I will tell you how to avoid death, and even... I can help you find the fragments of Yan Luo Yin, With the fragmented self-defense of the innate treasure of the underworld, you can live forever..."

Before speaking, the spirit that floated out automatically... the paper ball was thrown under the bed by Qin Ye.

"Dare to gnash your teeth when I ask someone else? Look at the description of you by the idiot author. The micro expression is too bad." Qin Ye thought for a while, found a book of "Actors' Self-cultivation" and threw it under the bed: "No thanks ."

The curse words gushing out from under the bed have fallen on deaf ears.

Looking at the watch, it is five ten ten.

In a day, there are two magic moments. At five o'clock in the morning, six o'clock in the evening, when the yin and yang are divided, people with heavy yin qi, or with special techniques, can see some unclean things at this moment.

He frowned slightly, the sun had come, and there was no way to call out Wang Zemin's soul, and he didn't know how to call it.

For three days, he didn't think that A Luo Sha Suo was joking.

In three days, the fragment of Yan Luo Yin must be found!

Otherwise, don't say anything, just go to GAMEOVER.

Sighed, walked helplessly to the bed, opened the pillow, and underneath was a yellowed book. The paper looked quite old.

"This is what the old woman left behind?" Qin Ye was very dissatisfied. In his own situation, it is obvious that a Tathagata palm with a wonderful skeleton is much more useful.

Turn on the first page "Little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."

Qin Ye turned to the next page blankly.

No... I said, did you figure out the situation? What kind of a positive force, you still hurt me?

What I want is exercises! Secret treasure! Take the grandpa and the beast with you!

Who cares where you died?

The second page "I guess you will not read the first page coldly, so the old man writes again: little guy, when you see this page, it means you already know everything, and I..."

Turn over the third page with a blank face.

Page three "There are only three things. This is the last time for the old man. I am still attached to this world and the position where the old man has worked for thousands of years. Little guy, when you see this page, it means you I already know everything, and I..."

Slap!

Qin Ye closed the book, took a few deep breaths, and opened the fourth page blankly for the third time.

Finally Nima has come to the topic!

Is it interesting to copy and paste from unscrupulous authors?

His look became serious, as the old saying goes well: Knowledge is power. And these things are the foundation for his new rookie to survive.

Even... he secretly looked forward to the chance to escape the three-day curse of death, and it might be hidden here!

There is no nonsense on the fourth page, and it is directly written in a few large characters "Difu Yinchai and Bafang Ghost Classification."

"All civil servants in the prefectural government are called yin chai. The lowest level is the ghost cha, who is in charge of village-level affairs. The slightly higher one is called Juhun, who is in charge of county-level affairs. This is a low-level shame. "

"There are two levels of moderate differences: the ‘Impermanence’ who is in charge of municipal affairs, the ‘Judge’ who is in charge of provincial affairs, and the municipality’s affairs."

"There are also two levels of high-level eccentricity: ‘Fujun.’ who is in charge of district-level affairs and ‘Yan Luo.’ who is in charge of national affairs."

"When Yama has been in office for more than five hundred years, he can be elected as Yama King by a referendum in the underworld. In the underworld, there are 1.2 million ghosts and 240,000 souls. Impermanence 35,000 The judge is one thousand and two hundred. Ninety rulers. Ten Yamas are also called Yamas of Ten Temples. Those below the ghost difference level are not counted, about ten million."

"There are also six ghost kings, Zhao Yun, Yingbo, Yang Gong, Fan Kuai, Ran Min, Bai Qi, who are not easy forever. They are special inspectors who travel around China. Once a high-level evil spirit is found, they have the right to execute them. "

"Never, any inequality must not interfere with the affairs of the yang. Once discovered, they must be punished by the heavens. Although the underworld is destroyed, the heavens still exist! Remember."

Qin Ye's hand paused.

Seeing this, I finally understand the general system of the underworld. At the same time, I also realized more clearly how terrifying Aluo Shasu who turned a blind eye to her performance.

Governor, this is...

One of the 1,200 judges in the entire underworld, there is only one thousand and two hundred for the billions of Yin Ling!

Now, the governor is under his bed...

No, once you find an opportunity, you must end this confidant concern.

He went on looking.

"The ghosts of the underworld are temporarily divided into six levels from S to E according to the habits of the sun. The lowest five-year newborn ghosts are E level, the fifty-year ghosts are D level, and the century-old ghosts are C level. Three-hundred-year ghosts are grade B, and five-hundred-year ghosts are grade A. Thousand-year ghost kings are grade S. Once discovered...with your strength, Grade D must leave immediately."

"When these ghosts are subdued, they will become soul-sealing balls..."

Qin Ye's eyes flashed suddenly.

Seal ball...is it the official name of Elf Ball?

He read word by word, "The soul-sealing ball cannot be opened by anyone except the sealer. It is sent to the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to be collectively incinerated by Lord Fujun every 100 years..."

At this moment, something flashed through his mind, trying to catch but not catching it. Fleeting.

Frowning for a long time, but puzzled.

Shaking his head, he continued to watch. It is strange that as long as the words read in this book, they seem to be imprinted in his mind. After turning a few pages, his hand stopped again.

"A person who does not live or die."